Chapter Twenty-Seven

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He placed me on his bed as he hovered over me, I don't remember when he removed his shirt but it's gone, and I'm not complaining. He started kissing on my neck and ripped my shirt in half, like seriously, my poor shirt, and I kinda liked that shirt. He stared at me like he just won the best prize in the world.

"Why are you looking at me like that, we've done this before." I asked my face turning red

"Yes, but this is the first time I get to make love to my fiancé. The girl who I love more than anything. My queen." He said as he started to suck on my neck, reluctantly I tilted my head a little to give him better access. He worked his hands down my body until they stopped at the waistband of my jeans. Ughhh, right now I wish my jeans could just disappear. He soon started sucking and biting my neck again.

"Agh, Con-n-nor" I managed to get out before I lost all control. I am scared, how can he do this with just his mouth, I don't like it, yet I love it. I quickly kicked off his sweatpants, which were already hanging dangerously low, as he pulled off my jeans in one motion. His mouth started to trail downwards, as he got closer and closer to my core he started to slow down. I looked down to see his eyes studying mine. He was looking for permission, all I could do was nod slightly before he ripped off my panties and latched his hungry mouth on my pussy, and I was sent into a whole new world of pleasure. I never wanted him to stop, but I knew that he should experience the same pleasure I was. Since we were in the middle of his bed I managed to spin around so... it was right in my face. I had never done this, and didn't know how. Hannah taught me, well more like forcing me to listen as she went over the topics. I tried to remember and I put my hand on it. Connor froze a little but then continued, I started to rub up and down it, I forgot how long it was. How it manages to fit is out of this world. After I was pretty confident I lifted my head and as soon as my tongue touched the head of it Connor spun around so his head was only an inch away.

"You disturbed my meal, my little friend only belongs in your tight little pussy nowhere else." He said as he slowly started to enter me. I twitched at the feeling, I will never in a million years get used to the feeling of him being in me. He paused until he was ready and he pushed in more. When he was fully in me he started to thrust slow and deep. I swore it grew like three inches, I didn't even know that was possible. He quickened his place, still going fully in and out of me. I was taken to multiple climaxes and the pleasure never stopped until he drew out and thrusted back in one final time and he reached his climax. Then it hit me, all of it was in slow motion. He climaxed in me. NOOOO, I can't run a gang much less a business when I am pregnant. And I refuse to kill a living thing that grows inside of me. Connor saw the pain in me and came close to my ear.

"The medicine the doctor gave you prevents pregnancy. I am not ready to have a family with you Princess, at least not yet." He said as he fell down next to me. He had a huge grin plastered on his face. I love his smile, his neck, his chest, his... scar. Without realizing I traced the scar and it took me back to when he went fencing. At least those bruises are gone, but this remains. He froze and I swiped my hand away holding it close to my chest and looking at the mattress

"It's ok Princess, you have a right to know, I just want you to promise that when you hear the story you won't leave me." He said as he looked at the mattress.

"I promise, you've never left me, so I won't ever leave you, you have had my heart since the day I first saw you. You stole it, without even realizing, and I won't abandon my heart." I replied as I rested my head on my hand and he did the same.

"Ok, when I was younger, well about 3 years ago, my mom went on a vacation and this was after my dad died, so she left us in the care of my step-dad, who at the time she was dating. He saw me as a threat to his son's, my younger brother's full inheritance of the company. Of course my older brother got first at it but he had to get married. And I don't mean to sound like a jerk or anything but he was a spoiled brat. So my step dad knew I would fully inherit the company because no women would stay with him, only gold-diggers and my mom doesn't allow them into this family. So my step dad started to fight me, like a physical fight. But I could hold my own, and that was also where I learned how to defend myself, and how to attack back. But one day he hired a professional to come after me, he had a burning blade that was literally on fire. He took me to this underground basement dungeon thing, and chain me up against the wall. He took the blade, poured gasoline on it and lit the gasoline. He started to etch out an X on my chest. Each day he would add a little bit more. Once he finished this X he was going to start on another one on my back but before he got a chance my moms guards took him out. I tried to tell my mom who hired a professional killer, since he wouldn't tell, but she didn't believe me." He finally finished as tears were forming in his eyes again. I rested my hand on his scar and stared up at him.

"This scar is my favorite part of you." I exclaimed as I kissed the center of the X.

"Oh Princess, this is why I love you." He said as he held me close and we both drifted to sleep.